Chapter 801 Days Are Becoming More Hopeful (Part 2)

"Do you want to give me another child?"

Zheng Yi asked with a smile.

At this moment, Wang Qingg looked exhausted, her body weak, like a lazy little cat, nestled entirely in Zheng Yi’s embrace, unable even to lift her tiny finger.

Upon hearing Zheng Yi’s words.

She murmured softly, "I just want to give my husband babies, lots and lots of babies..."

Before finishing her sentence, she fell asleep from fatigue.

Outside, the sky was already glowing faintly, and Zheng Yi held his wife in his arms, gradually closing his eyes as well. He slept especially peacefully that night.

Within the Wang Family, the remnants of the Second Elder’s lineage.

Under the deliberate arrangement of the Great Elder and Clan Leader Wang Xingyin, were swiftly dispersed.

The once-thriving Second Elder’s lineage is now barely surviving within the Wang Family, and it is likely that in a few years, no one will mention it anymore.

In the days following, Zheng Yi stayed in the estate, soothing the emotions of his wives.

Fortunately, after some time, the atmosphere in the mansion gradually returned to calm.

At the martial arts arena, Wang Qingg was now just half a step away from breaking through to the Innate Realm.

With the aid of Spirit Pills for the Qi Refining Stage, Wang Qingg spent an hour each day practicing the Plum Blossom Stance and the Cultivation Techniques that Zheng Yi had obtained in the Canglan Realm.

If she continues this way, she may bring the White Lotus Sect’s technique to the Great Perfection Realm.

Wang Yumo and Wang Xue were the same.

They were all not far from reaching the Innate Realm.

Once they achieve Innate, they will have the ability to protect themselves, and Zheng Yi will feel more at ease.

In the courtyard, Zheng Yi sat on a wooden bench.

Watching his wives practice martial arts while the children played with wooden swords nearby.

Those children with Spirit Roots, because they were still young, had fragile meridians, so practicing martial arts was mainly for physical health.

In Zheng Yi’s eyes, a child’s childhood is immensely important.

"It’s time, Xiao Xuan needs to go back to soak in Spirit Liquid."

Zhang Qingmiao returned from the New Seedling Area, glanced at the sun, and picked up the child playing hopscotch in the martial arena.

"No, no, mother, Xiao Xuan still wants to play games with big brother and sister!"

Xiao Xuan struggled and shouted.

Zhang Qingmiao’s face turned stern, and the once unruly-child Xiao Xuan.

Was silenced by Wang Xue’s glare, not daring to cry any longer.

Zhang Qingmiao held Xiao Xuan’s hand, walking forward while saying, "You should know it’s because your father is the family’s alchemist that you have the chance to soak in Spirit Liquid, other families’ children don’t have this opportunity."

"Then let them soak, Xiao Xuan doesn’t want to soak anyway."

Although young, the child showed a certain stubbornness.

In the environment where many children grow together in the Zheng Yi Mansion, although not poor, in this cultivation family nurture model, the children are unusually mature early.

Within such a historical and environmental context.

Zheng Yi, unable to split himself, couldn’t personally educate the children too much, and most of the time, it was the wives around him who took up the responsibility of educating the children.

Generally speaking, the children didn’t disturb Zheng Yi while he was resting.

"Daddy, daddy."

A childish voice sounded in front of Zheng Yi, and he opened his eyes to see Wang Qingg’s child, the mansion’s eldest son.

Unfortunately, although he was the eldest son.

He only had a Low-grade Spirit Root.

Zheng Qingtian, dressed in child’s clothing, walked with proper posture, looking at Zheng Yi with determined eyes, earnestly asking, "Daddy, is it true that a Low-grade Spirit Root can’t break through to Foundation Establishment Realm in one’s lifetime?"

This was not just a child’s casual remark.

But was filled with confusion and seriousness.

Zheng Yi’s somewhat dismissive attitude changed to seriousness because of the child’s earnestness.

He squatted down and said with a smile, "Qingtian, even with the Spirit Root Repairing Technique, a Low-grade Spirit Root can only break through to the middle-layer Qi Cultivation at most.

Didn’t you know this?"

"But daddy is different?"

Zheng Qingtian shook his head, puzzled.

"Daddy’s constitution is special."

Zheng Yi explained simply.

"Oh, oh."

Zheng Qingtian lowered his head in disappointment.

Even among children, there’s a sense of comparison.

Although wives around Zheng Yi did not deliberately guide them, in such cultivation family environment as the Wang Family, as Zheng Yi’s first few children gradually grew up.

When they reached three or four years old, starting to understand reasoning and social relations.

They became increasingly aware of their Low-grade Spirit Root’s status within the family, differing from the children with Mid-grade and Top-grade Spirit Roots, creating seemingly different futures and worlds.

"Actually, Low-grade Spirit Root can also study alchemy.

If you can become an alchemist, your combined abilities won’t be inferior to those with Mid-grade Spirit Roots."

Zheng Yi’s heart was filled with fatherly tenderness, unable to resist comforting him.

Unnoticed.

Several cute children like little clay figures had already been listening with their ears perked.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Yi slightly raised his voice: "Your Fourth Mother is also an alchemist."

"Daddy’s lying, Fourth Mother is not an alchemist, Fourth Mother is a Spirit Plant Master."

Zheng Qingtian said, puffing up his cheeks.

Zheng Yi smiled and patiently explained, "Fourth Mother can also be considered half an alchemist. Her father, your Fourth Grandfather, was the previous family alchemist and also daddy’s teacher.

You can visit Fourth Mother or Fourth Grandfather more often.

The family’s Alchemy Pavilion will also teach you some knowledge. Whether Spirit Plant Master or other cultivation paths, you can explore a variety of fields, mastering one thing ensures you won’t fall behind others later on."

Zheng Yi encouraged.

"Got it, daddy."

Zheng Qingtian, wise beyond his years.

Nodded earnestly, respectfully bowing.

Other children followed suit, bowing as well, bringing a warm smile to Zheng Yi’s face.

The children in the mansion.

Although Zheng Yi did not intentionally educate them, the family traditions and rules passed down through generations of the Wang Family, coupled with the fact that Zheng Yi’s wives originated from the Wang Family, naturally brought these rules into the mansion.

Given the current situation.

The educational outcomes are quite satisfactory, for which Zheng Yi is pleasantly surprised.

Zheng Yi approached Wang Qingg and the others, contemplated for a moment, and took out several Yellow Dragon Pills from his bosom.

He ground the Yellow Dragon Pills into powder, carefully weighing the amounts.

Then, based on his wives’ conditions, he evenly distributed them to the ladies in front of him.

The amount varied from person to person, for wives without Spirit Roots, a bit less, to assist in breaking through to the Innate Realm; for wives with Spirit Roots, a bit more, to aid cultivation.

This wasn’t due to Zheng Yi being stingy, but he needed to consider their constitutions’ capacity to withstand it.

"Thank you, husband, you’re the best!"

Wang Xue, the boldest among them, lightly tapped her toe and directly kissed Zheng Yi in front of the other wives.

Seeing the harmonious interactions among his wives in the courtyard and the cheerful playfulness of the children, Zheng Yi found life becoming increasingly promising.

He was enjoying this leisurely time at the Wang Family on Piaomiao Mountain.

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Until the time when at Celestial South Market, the supply of Spirit Pills needed for Foundation Establishment Realm at the Wang Family Ancestor was nearing depletion, prompting Zheng Yi to return to Celestial South Market.

Currently, the materials for Foundation Establishment Realm Spirit Pills under the Wang Family were mostly stored here, while at Piaomiao Mountain, with the Wang Family Ancestor relocated, resource reserves were not as ample as before.

This was an inevitable choice.

After all, the Wang Family Ancestor is truly the Wang Family’s core, as with any force or family, where the key figures are present, the resources would gather maximally toward them.

Even the Celestial South Market.

Was due to the Celestial Profound Sword Sect periodically stationing two true disciples here, providing significant safety assurance, attracting more residents to live here.

Zheng Yi worked seamlessly with the Alchemy Shop, busy for two or three days.

First, he refined a batch of Spirit Pills, temporarily restoring the Wang Family’s Foundation Establishment Realm Spirit Pill reserves to normal levels, allowing Zheng Yi to feel unburdened once more.

As he stepped out of the shop.

A burst of crying came from the nearby entertaining alley.

Passersby around showed sorrowful expressions, looking at a withered corpse in the alley corner that appeared drained of Essence Qi, clicking their tongues while lamenting: "Fellow Daoist Qiann really, without moderation, spending all his Spirit Stones in that seductive den."